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dorie milla - streets raised me lyrics

dorie milla:

need a hero in da chi /where our robert townsend/i know baby lords that grew up in public housing/see only thing our mind is what’s we subsidizing/c powder was the only option/cause mommy on drugs so she was never round him/known for the loud but was very silent/see that could get mistake for kindness/c that boy be steady grinding/so they be up in ferragmo/so that ford is eddie bauer i talk designer/so that for we dont like to gossip/put 4in da pot and tell betty crocker/we dont kiss horse they give head with steady posture/10 bands i bet he got him/fo u sniff heads that lady gaga/my lil mans ah pays homage/wit his lil mans they say they partnas/i’m on his head like ah f-cking zeta”

hook:
“2x don’t blame me the streets raised me/young go getta ion know lazy/do what every get what every what pays me/don’t blame me the streets raised me/

k!lla clint:

yeeeaaah, i’m smoking on the beat of erbs/
still pouring up for n-ggas that done left this earth/
still hustle, just smarter with every move now
still hitting up b-tches that’s outta school now/
and for my n-ggas ill still ride/destination moon/
blow da loud by da hillside/
growing up fast/a man yea i had to be/
father still alive/even though a n-gga barely see/
and he dnt see the pain n hurt in my mama eyes/
so i hit the block/cuz i ain’t tryna see my mama cry/
stash houses/ wit old money/ but new dips/old n-ggas/
the same scheme/but new flips/and my circle still the same/
rob still drinking/nicky still hitting stains/yup i never change/
just the growth dat come wit it/ready for da action/
my n-gga yea i’m still wit it

hook:
“2x don’t blame me the streets raised me/young go getta ion know lazy/do what every get what every what pays me/don’t blame me the streets raised me/

gator:

the streets raised me, i ain’t proud of that/
i mean, who the f-ck claim where it’s cloudy at/
where n-ggas getting wacked on a daily basis/
zombies walking through the streets with the crazy faces/
yea i’m talking hypes, but i’m talking nights/
i dun seen real g’s fall behind the pipe/
i was a run away, child abuse was crazy/
so i turned to the streets and let the streets raise me/
but i have haunted thoughts, on a daily basis/
simply run aways to me, was was sweden vacations/
i lost me a lot, my n-ggas is gone, i’m still running hard, fuc we go wrong?/
the plan was to get the money then we quit/
some n-ggas just died behind silly clips/
petty n-ggas, playa hatas, i ain’t like the sh-t/
n-ggas still trying to live life righteous, sh-t/

hook:
“2x don’t blame me the streets raised me/young go getta ion know lazy/do what every get what every what pays me/don’t blame me the streets rasied me/

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